Do not stand at my grave and weep...

Posted by Babul Bhatt (Bombay, India) on 6 September 2007 in Lifestyle & Culture and Portfolio.

Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there; I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow,
I am the sun on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.
Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there; I did not die.

~Mary Frye

NIKON D50
1/125 second
F/5.6
48 mm

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